Struggling to Let Go
I can get to this point pretty well. I can look at what has happened. I can look at how I've changed because of those things. I can be grateful for the positive changes, and I can be appreciative of the lessons I've learned.
The next step should be "letting go." And this is the part where I'm straight-up honest with you and admit that I struggle with this. I can let go pretty well, but oh do I pick it back up once I've gone three steps. I just can't leave it "let-go."
What kind of hold on us do these things have that we can't let them go? Why can't we let the past be the past, and just leave it there? I always want to go back and pick it up. And the thing is... there is no reason for that. There is no reason to pick it back up. The past heartaches have nothing more to teach me, I've learned their lessons. Picking them up only repeats old mistakes. Picking them up only punishes me and forbids me from moving on.
It punishes us and it lies to us. The past tells us that we will always be screwing up. The past tells us that we can never change. The past reminds of us of the hurt we felt and makes it sting like a fresh wound. It keeps us from moving forward and growing. It keeps us stagnant and stuck.
What are we afraid of?